Drive-By Truckers

"Angels And Fuselage"

"Angels And Fuselage"


Looking out the window, the trees are getting closer it seems.
Thinking bout you Darling.
Adding up the cost of these dreams.

Strapped to this projectile, just a blink ago I was back in school.
Smoking by the gym door, practicing my rock-star attitude

And I'm scared shitless of what's coming next.
I'm scared shitless, these angels I see in the trees are waiting for me.

The engines have stopped now. We all know we are going down. Last call for alcohol.
Sure wish I could have another round.

And I'm scared shitless of what's coming next.
Scared shitless, these angels I see in the trees are waiting for me.
Waiting for me.

Friends in the swamp.
Friends on the ground, in the trees.
Angels and fuselage.

"Assholes"

"Assholes"


You buy me dinner when I'm in town
Talk about records that you know
Lay the friendship card upon me and out the door
Somebody said we hurt your feelings with our little dirty jokes
Then you accused us of stealing back our soul
Then you say that we're the assholes
Cause we bitched about the hassles
While you're sleeping in your castles
And we're still riding down the road
I hear you're all offended by the letters that I wrote
It's just a shame it hadn't ended long ago
Then you sicked your lawyers on me
Told them to go for the throat
And you just sat back and watched them have a go
Then you say that we're the assholes…
But I never would deny we have our share of the blame to absorb
But when you say that you're the reason for the things that we've achieved
I want to kick down your door
You like to say that we're the assholes
As if we somehow done you wrong
We just do what we have to, to carry on
I'm sure you'll find another asshole
To replace us for a song
You'll keep your office and expense account and we'll keep traveling along
When you say that we're all assholes
Guess it'd be useless to deny
I'm just saying you're the reason why

"Birmingham"

"Birmingham"


Economics shut the furnace down
Bull Connor hosing children down
George Wallace faced them Yankees down
In Birmingham

Take a left on the interstate
In the middle of this sultry state
I can't wait to see your face
In Birmingham

"I don't think it was worth it"
the last thing Stanley said to me
Twenty four years then a bullet in the chest and
I still see him in my sleep
Fifteen dollars in the purse he could not save
Her family didn't even buy a stone to mark his grave
"Call me up if you need a place to stay in Birmingham"
Birmingham

Most of my family came from Birmingham
I can feel their presence on the street
Vulcan Park has seen its share of troubled times
But the city won't admit defeat
Magic City's magic getting stronger
Dynamite Hill ain't on fire any longer
No man should ever have to feel he don't belong in Birmingham
Birmingham

"Birthday Boy"

"Birthday Boy"


Which one's the birthday boy?
She said, "I ain't got all night"
What your momma name?
You can call me what you like

Every skin in history
Gotta make it hard somehow
Sit your bare ass down right here
I'll solve yours right now

Got a girlfriend, don't you, boy?
Nervous hands can't lie
Married men don't ask how much
Single one's ain't buy

One day you've got everything
Next day it's all broke
Let this Trixie sit up front
Let her wipe your nose

Working for the money like you got eight hands
Flat on your back under a mean old man
Just thinking happy thoughts, breathing in

Between your momma's drive and daddy's belt
It don't take smarts to learn the tune
??

Pretty girls from the smallest towns
Can't remember life's storms and droughts
That old men talk about the years to come

I guess that's why they give us back
So few old man can say
They saw us when we were young

Which one's the birthday boy?
She said, "I ain't got all night"
What your momma name?
You can call me what you like

"Bob"

"Bob"


Bob goes to church every Sunday, Every Sunday that the fish ain't biting
Bob never has to have dinner with the preacher,
Cause Bob never bothered getting married
He likes to drink a beer or two every now and again,
He always had more dogs than he ever had friends
Bob ain't light in the loafers, he might kneel but he never bends over

Bob takes care of his mama, she's the only one he lets call him Robert
She don't drive anymore so he takes her to the store
And keeps her yard looking just like she wants it
Every week at the beauty shop Bob's mama hears
Of another woman made another man disappear
Robert ain't exactly scared of women, he's just got his own way of living

Bob's still got an antenna on a pole
Two channels come in, two more come and go
He used to watch the news but he don't anymore,
Ain't none of it new it's the same as before
He figures all any of it's any good for is keeping every bored
Till there ain't nobody like Bob anymore

Bob takes care of his mama
She's a mess but he feels like he oughta
How big a mess today? Ask Bob he'll say,
"She's a big one and she's gonna be a lotta"
He likes to drink a beer or two every now and again,
He always had more dogs than he ever had friends
Bob ain't light in the loafers, he might kneel but he never bends over

"Box Of Spiders"

"Box Of Spiders"


Gran Gran keeps a box of spiders.
She says they're on me when I sleep.
Waiting in the out-house for me.
underneath the seat.

My great-grandmothers bout ninety-seven
and she is sure when she gets to heaven,
old St. Peter's gonna throw his arms around her and say
'I've waited so long for us to meet'.
She put the General in a box
and buried him behind the Stoney Point Church of Christ,
when I was three.

(and she says) "When the lord comes to take me,
I'll die with a smile on, cause He's taking all my pains and fears."
She said The Generals last words were
"It's hotter than hell in here".

Gran Gran keeps a box of spiders,
or so she told me as a child,
and I would hold it in for hours.
Too mean to die. Too mean to die. Too mean.

"Bulldozers And Dirt"

"Bulldozers And Dirt"


I met your mama when I was sixteen
You couldn't have been anymore than three
She caught me stealing yall's color TV
She called the cops and they arrested me

She was the wildest thing I'd ever seen
the way she pointed that shotgun at me
the police hauled my ass off to jail
Your mama signed the trailer to help make the bail

She picked me up and drove me home
said “I'll learn you not to roam”
Green green grass under my feet
but all I can think about's the dirt underneath

Bulldozers and dirt Bulldozers and dirt
behind the trailer, my desert
Them red clay piles are heaven on earth
I get my rocks off, bulldozers and dirt

I got a pickup that's up on blocks
and I'm up to my ass in debt and hock
and I can't get the red stains off of my socks
and I can't get you off of my mind

I've lived with your mama for eleven years
Through good times, and bad times, fist fights and tears
but something comes over me when you come near
so won't you come over and sip on this beer

Bulldozers and dirt Bulldozers and dirt
behind the trailer, my desert
I don't mean no harm, I just like to flirt
but most of all I like bulldozers and dirt

most of all I like bulldozers and dirt

"Buttholeville"

"Buttholeville"


Tired of living in Buttholeville
Tired of my job and my wife Lucille
Tired of my kids Ronnie and Neil
Tired of my 68 Bonneville
Working down at Billy Bob's Bar and Grille
The food here tastes like the way I feel
There's a girl on the dance floor dressed to kill
She's the best looking woman in Buttholeville

One day I'm gonna get out of Buttholeville
Gonna reach right in Gonna grab the till
Buy a brand new hat and a Coupe deVille
Lay a patch on the road that runs over the hill
There's a beach somewhere where the water's are still
Gonna lay in the sun till my skin peals
Drinking the best scotch whiskey, eating lobster and eel
And I'm never going back to Buttholeville

Never going, never going, never going never going back!

"Careless"

"Careless"


Careful that you don't use up your ninth one, we all were careless once.
It can't be too much fun, just going round once, it all can slip away.
One banana peel away.

You left this big ole void, sure miss your sweet voice.
Now we're left holding on. We all were careless once.
We all were careless once.